Man, I should keep up on this blog more frequently. But that's beside the point. Actually, that should be the point, because this is a blog. But hey, the weatherman said it is supposed to be raining, but that is certainly not the case, because the sun is out. See, sometimes things don't make sense. Like my train of thought. And that fact that the previous sentence was a fragment. Also, I shouldn't have started the previous sentence to this one, with a conjunction. Se la vi. (<- Butchered the spelling. Don't care)

FOUR more weeks left, and school is out! I have to say, I am pretty excited. Not only am I excited for school to end, but also because of the fact that I am staying here, in Alamosa during the summer. I'm excited because this is my first summer away from home, and it will be cool to live a couple months with a completely different dynamic. Some may say, "Alamosa?.... it's so desolate and boring there" and to that, I say, "True". That is just during the winters though, and the winters give Alamosa a pretty bad wrap if I must say. During the summer...... MAN! It is almost as if somebody copied and pasted the scenery from an ideal college campus brochure, and painted it all over Alamosa. I remember first coming to Alamosa. It was the spring of 2012. I had come to audition for the music program. The first thing that I saw, were the trees. Now, let me preface this. I am a sucker for nature. I can stand in awe for minutes at the glint of the setting sun off of a roof, and I can smile in wonder as the grass that was once straw begins to breathe life through the color of dark green. I can spin in circles, searching the clear, warm blue sky for the cirus cloud that I secretly hope not to find. I can even say that as of just recently, I can enjoy the gloom of a rainy day, as I wonder how many souls are listening to, or playing music to sooth their mind on a day that is darker than most. When you pull into Alamosa during the summer, the trees grab your attention. With thick trunks, they loom high in the sky. The branches of the trees fall far and wide, as does the skin of the bruised banana, with a darker yet sweeter taste. Off of each branch, large green leaves flow. Like, a LOT of leaves are on 'dem branches. The full, dark green leaves are so numerous and so close together, that it is almost as if they are all holding onto each other for dear life, as they fear their inevitable death in the coming autumn. The grass is so frequently watered and so routinely tended to, that it resembles turf. The difference though, is that when you stand barefoot on turf on a hot day, your feet start to burn from the plastic that has been absorbing all of that heat. When you stand barefoot on grass on a hot day, it seems as if it is the only chilling thing to the foot, considering the scorching sidewalk and the sizzling pavement. To top it off, the sky is simply brilliant. Not only is it usually blue, but it just seems closer. I want to stay here to not only get a job or two, but to be close to a piano and a practice room. Though I have a keyboard back at home, it's not a piano. Along with that, I don't really have to means to practice and sing for hours. Here on campus, seeing as the music building is close, I will have access to the practice rooms, and have the opportunity to work on and perfect my art.